Denki had never liked school before, didnt like the teachers that didnt care, or the students that knew how to hit it where it hurt, or the classes that were too slow or too fast and never right. He had worked his butt off to get into UA, and even though he thought itd be simular to the rest of his schooling career, he had a dream to achieve and UA was how he was gonna do it.

So he was surprised when he actually started liking school, despite some of the mortal dangers, the teachers at least gave half a shit, and Denki had people to hang out with, and he was working towards his future. Sure classes werent easy, and he was pretty sure Aizawa sensei was more than done with his drawbacks, but he was passing and learning and fighting, and he wasnt giving up.

He carefully moves pen across paper, his mothers signature familiar at this point, before sitting back to look at his work. He'd forged his parents signatures a million times, probably knew them better then they did, but he could help but be impressed by his work. This, that allowed him to do the things he needed to achieve his dream, and his happiness. He wondered if they even knew he was attending UA, but couldnt bring himself to care too much.

A class camping trip wasnt something he'd used his forgery for before- hadnt ever really wanted to go on the 'fun' trips since they were rarely fun when you were picked on at best the whole time. But now he had friends (oh he hoped they were friends), and teachers that didnt put up with any BS, and the trip actually sounded fun because of it, he'd never been camping before and with this group, well he had high hopes.

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"Ah! This will be so much fun! Kiri we'll make this the best first camping trip ever!" Mina is bouncing, clutching Kirishimas arm as they load the bus.

Her excitement is contagious, he and Sero cant keep the smiles from their faces, and Kiri is practically bouncing with the girl. Bakugo looks pained to be near them, but doesnt move away either, so Denki thinks he doesnt mind too much.

Aizawa and Mic Sensei, for once, seem to be on the same side of mood, Aizawa his ever tired self, and Mic Sensei seems to dread the trip. How the school got the man who hates bugs, to chaperone a camping trip, Denki will most likely never know.

"Settle down and get on the bus, or I'll cancel the trip completely."

Unlikely, but they all calm a bit and continue in a more orderly manor.

Denki leans against the window, determined to catch up on some sleep, but the road seems determined to keep him awake. He takes to simply looking out the window, the noises of his class washing over him, frowns a bit at the sight of clouds but silently assures himself its probably nothing, or heading away, this will be a nice trip and he will enjoy it. His teachers wouldnt take an electric type into a storm...

He hopes.

He must end up dosing at some point, the sun has started its decent, but its not what woke him. The class has quieted, most doing their own thing or sleeping, no one seems to have caused his disturbance though. Finally glancing out the window, Denki has no time to warn anyone, the bus swerves and he braces himself and Sero as best he can.

..

He supposes hes glad hes in a hero class. Getting split up in unfamilair territory with anyone else would be a mess for sure. He cant even imagine his past classes surviving the crash. As it is, he doesnt know how he got split up from his seat mates, Sero, the rest of the bakusquad, are nowhere in sight.

He doesnt remember much from the crash, doesnt know how the bus ended up in so many pieces, or how the class got split up, but he does know that Ayoyama's arm may be broken, Deku is bleeding and unconcious, and Tokoyami is panicking-in his own way- at the setting sun. Denki is banged up, but he'll live, for now his priority is getting the three with him to safety. Their bus was attacked, hes sure that wont be the end of it, they need shelter and a plan.

"Alright! Tokoyami, I can light up enough to keep Dark Shadow at bay. Ayoyama, we need to splint your arm until we can get a better look at it. We need to get us somewhere safe, with Deku out, and you hurt, we cant get caught in a fight." Hes not used to taking charge, in fact if you asked anyone else, he wasnt the kind to.

But hes not stupid, no matter what everyone thinks, and hes a hero hopeful, hes been training to handle situations like these.

Theyd found a few bags in the wreckage, his own thankfully included, they take them with as Dark Shadow helps with Midoriya, Denki lights the way and Ayoyama keeps an eye out behind them. Denki doesnt know whats out there, what cover they'll be able to find, but they need to do it fast.

A storms coming.

...

If Aizawa has one more trip interrupted by villians, hes going to scream. Not only is most of his class missing, lost in the woods at night, but villians are hunting them down. Its ridiculous that they cant have one trip of peace.

He eyes the coming storm as he knocks out another oponent, wondering if he could sue weathermen, and hopes his class doesnt die out there.

...

How Yamada ended up seperated from his husband he has no idea. The bus driver- or rather sadly, his body- had ended up with him and a few students, but not the man he sat beside. He can only hope there was no other casualties, as he binds a few wounds, and that the night will not condemn them.

...

Bakugo swears, being number one was not supposed to be this hard yet. One damn camping trip, to relax and bond and shit, and yet they couldnt even have that. To make matters worse hes stuck with four eyes and half and half, with only Froppy to delegate. Out of all the damn extras, why it had to be the ones he didnt tolerate he doesnt know, but when he finds those morons they better not be dead.

...

"Ayoyama, can you light up for a bit?" Frantic energy dances beneath his skin, harder to contain now as the dark clouds loom above them. Its no longer safe for him to be close to the others, and a forest is a terrible place to be.

"Oui, are you alright mon ami?" His stomach lights up and DS grumbles a bit but doesnt lose his hold on Deku.

"Yeah, just tired ya know?" He busies himself with looking around, and is releaved to find a larger overhang from one of the rocky hills. Its big enough for the others to hide in, and with a couple branches, could serve as a hiding spot for now. "Look over there! Set Midoriya up in there, we need to collect branches and stuff, if we make it thick enough we may be able to light a fire! Quick before it rains!"

...

Sero never minded rain. But more that the sound could be calming than getting caught in it. Shoji is providing cover at least, but he cant help but worry about his friends. Denki had braced him for impact on the bus, waking up with no sign of him had terrified him, even now he wonders if his friends are alive, or hurt or worse. Uraraka and Ojiro have tried to remain calm, but Sero knows they are just as worried.

With rain, night and villians on the lose, he prays to see everyone again, in one piece.

...

As they set the last branch up, the first flash of lightning lights up the sky, thunder follows far to soon and Denki curses.

"Alright, if you guys sleep, we gotta do it in shifts, I'm hoping Midoriya will wake up soon, but until then, keep the fire going."

"Where are you going?" Tokoyami, sitting close to the fire, eyes him worriedly, obviously noting his nervous energy.

"...Im gonna check the perimeter, I'll... be back."

"Mon ami, you'll catch cold."

Thats the least of his worries...

"I'll be fine. Just stay hidden, itll all be fine."

"Kaminari, is it the storm?" Realization has come to Tokoyamis eyes and Denki winces.

"I've dealt with worse. But I cant be around you guys right now. If anything, it'll at least keep the villians away."

Unless he passes out before the storm is over, then he will have no control over what his quirk does, and he may hurt his friends, so, he'll just have to stay awake. Funny how he cant sleep at night, but when he needs wakefulness, he has to fight for it.

...

Mina just wanted to know that her boys were safe. That all her friends had made it out okay, that no one had been kidnapped or... killed.

Aizawa sensei had picked a direction, and Mina knows its probably the direction the rest of the class would have chosen as well, at least she hopes they did, this will be the most likely way to find them. As they pass the other wreckages, her worry grows. The bus driver has been covered, but they all know what lies beneath the branches, and from the splotches of blood, people were injured.

"Mic Sensei has a few of your friends, theyre headed in the right direction, come on."

They all use debri as umbrellas, casting mournful looks behind them before following their teacher. The villians had found them, were defeated of course, but that doesnt mean the others were as lucky.

And until she saw faces... she wasnt losing hope.

...

Kirishima sees it before the others, at first he thinks its a normal strike of lightning, but as he watches, he recognizes the slight difference. Lightning meeting that of a familiar quirk.

Hes stupid for not having thought of it before. Why they never saw Denki on stormy days. His quirk was electricity, practically lightning itself, and Lightning was attracked to conduits.

Lightning was attracked to Denki.

He takes off before Mic Sensei can react, but he knows theyre following.

"Momo! We need insulating blankets, strong ones!"

She doesnt respond for a moment, but another lightning strike hurls from the sky, the boom is immediate,

"Got it!"

...

Bakugo is running before he conciously decides too, he should have known that idiot would keep something like this from them. And of fu**ing course their would be a damn storm on top of everything. Four eyes is yelling, but Bakugo could care less, Pikachu may be an idiot, but damnit he was one of his idiots!

...

Hanta stares at the sky in horror, halting his group who turn to look as well. He'd recognize the look of that quirk anywhere. Denki... was he...

Sero runs.

...

Storms were calming for some people, aethstetic for others, a fear even for some. Denki didnt know where he fell in those categories.

As a child, before he got his quirk, rain was puddles and scary thunder. After his quirk it was padded crates and rubber clothing, of staying away from water, and harsh training to keep himself under control. As he got older, he found beauty in the rain, how it danced with lightning to the thundering sound of ancient times. But he still feared it, what it could do with him as its connection to Earth. He's hurt enough people to know just how dangerous they... no he, can be.

No amount of control could contain a force of nature.

It was best to either find a space clear of anything and let it pass, or confine himself to a small insulated space so harm could come to no others.

He didnt have much of a choice out here. He had to control what he could, to not set anything on fire, to not hurt his friends, and to keep the villians who thought to take advantage away.

They were falling easily, lightning loved to flow, so redirecting its energy was an effort but not unmanagable. Sure it would rather go straight to his feet and thus the earth, but it didnt mind a detour through someone else. Just enough to knock them out of course, Denki knew exactly how much a body could take, with split second calculation of body mass and such, Denki knew all about how much voltage would do what. He had to know.

So one after another they fall, unable to sneak by, and unable to combat the raw power of nature and quirk combined.

His viens burned, feeling like string cheese- peeling strand after strand- he was growing both numb and fried, lichtenburg figures engraving deep into the earth and trees, and recarving familiar paths into his skin.

Most people hated getting caught unexpected in a storm- he knows these guys sure do- but at least this time, Denki can take advantage of it.

He sees familiar blobs in the distance, as the last villian falls, the lightning has become less frequent, the storm dying down as Denki has most of its energy buzzing painfully in beneath his skin.

He just wanted to rest.